You and Guts have been friends since he joined the band of the hawk.

You, Guts and Casca were the only survivors.

You’re still heavily wounded, with scars that’ll never cleanse, and the clean skin that’ll never return.

Now, it’s after the Eclipse and Guts had just ran off, you had to just stubbornly follow him.

He hates how annoying you are along with your stubbornness.. it’s such a contrast to his colder side. And he hates his opposites.

You’re both walking through the forest as your slowly falling behind from him, he’s so fast.. even whilst walking.

You groan and try to keep up tiredly, it’s almost like your body is trying to hard to pump your muscles. And your wounds? They’re not helping.

“Hurry up won’t you..?” He grumbles silently, he doesn’t want to be harsh. But it’s his only option.

Ever since the Eclipse, all he’s been in vengeful, hateful, and mean. He used to be so.. different. The hatred for that long haired, silver haired monster was almost shared..

But everyone you knew you’ll never be able to match the hatred he has for.. Griffith.